[1QuirkyKiwi]

Originally Posted by Dominique

Take me as I am...or don't. I no longer explain myself to anybody. I DON"T care what they think. It's my life, and I will live it my way.

Yet, when I am thrown onto the mix of the *family* I stand around and make a mental inventory of those who judge me. Let see, the laundry list goes like this. You stole from your employer, you have been married 4 times, you over eat and over drink, You used to do drugs, Wonder if you still do. Every time I see you, you have a different car and its always wrecked. Why is that? You cuss too much. You need to go to charm school. Another Boyfriend? But still not married what is that, 6 kids now?
blah blah blah...so really Do you think I care what they think?

My Scottish family are an insular lot and all except my eldest Scottish cousin, they live (as far as they are concerned) a near perfect life….and, good on them! As I said; it’s OK! That they don’t accept me for my sexuality, and I’m the only girl out of 5 boys born of Norwegian Grandparents….it doesn’t stop me from feeling hurt, but, neither does it stop me from living my life the way I want.

We each live our lives as we feel is right and I realise that I am fortunate to still have the support of my family.